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Savitri's word were good and wise, she convince Yama to get back his husband by having three wishes.
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| Your words are the words of wisdom, princess. Your husband shall reign with you for many years. | |
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| Savitri ran. Breathless she flew .And when she reached the tree where the body of Satyavan lay. | |
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After Satyavan explained their delay, Savitri told of the evil prophesy and of her encounter with Yama, the god of death.
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| Come, let us all return to the lands and people of my birth. | |
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And that is the story of Savitri, of her meeting with the black god of death, and of her great love.
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